Alain nods, seeing the disappointment and frustration in her expression as easily as if she weren't even trying to hide them. He would feel bad for her, if he weren't too exhausted and frustrated to have the energy for it. "I'll keep an eye to it," he promises. "But it's Roland I fight for. I cry pardon, but that comes before anything this place lays on my shoulders. While he lives, I fight for him."
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